Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 485 - 258: Accident

As she gazed affectionately at Tang Monk, a terrifying voice suddenly reached her ears, "Where did this demon come from?"

The voice was filled with a terrifying murderous aura, making the little mouse feel as if needles were pricking her skin. She involuntarily awoke from her infatuated state.

Looking up, she saw a monk with a furry face and a mouth like Thunder Lord suddenly leap up, cautiously scanning the surroundings. The golden glow in his eyes flashed past, striking fear into the night, causing the Brocade Fur Rat's limbs to tremble, almost collapsing on the spot.

She quickly held her breath and focused, concealing her own aura to avoid being caught by this fearsome figure.

Monkey leaped up from his spot, his Brass Eye sweeping around, but he failed to detect the deliberately hidden Brocade Fur Rat. Instead, he woke up Bajie, who was lying not far away.

"Brother Monkey, it's the middle of the night. Why aren't you sleeping? What's gotten into you?" Bajie asked groggily.

"I just sensed a faint demon aura, but couldn't find any traces of the demon. I guess it was just a demon passing by," Monkey said softly.

At the same time, he was quite puzzled. He clearly felt that the demon was nearby, yet he could not find any trace of it. Could it really have been just a passing demon?

It turned out that what he had said to Bajie earlier was just for the hidden demon to hear, hoping it would let its guard down and expose itself, but unexpectedly, there was no movement at all.

"Since it's just a passing demon, Brother Monkey, why bother about it? Besides, nowadays, which demon would have the audacity to come here, risking certain death?" Bajie muttered, turned over, and quickly fell back into a deep sleep; his snoring soon filled the room, sounding like thunder.

Seeing this, Monkey also gently shook his head and put the matter out of his mind. Bajie's words weren't wrong after all. Not only was Monkey there, but also Lu Yu, whose strength was equally formidable. Moreover, the influence of Jixia Academy's arrival had not yet dissipated.

With just a slight stir of Lu Yu's mind, the overwhelming Power of Humanity was enough to strip any demon of its fighting spirit.

Thus, he lay back down in his clothes and soon fell asleep.

It was at this time that the Brocade Fur Rat hiding in the dark quietly sighed in relief. Her heart had raced when Monkey's Brass Eye had swept over her hiding spot; the cold murderous intent in his eyes had made her feel like sitting on pins and needles, nearly tempting her to flee.

Fortunately, having grown up on Mount Ling and seen many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from a young age, she had developed incredible courage. This allowed her to suppress her fear and successfully evade Monkey's search.

Seeing Monkey go back to sleep, she whispered to herself, "So, this is the Great Sage Equalling Heaven who caused the Havoc in Heaven. He truly is remarkable. It seems I still need to think of a good plan if I want to stay by his side permanently."

Thinking of Tang Monk's handsome face that carried a hint of Buddhist tranquility, she felt a surge of warmth. She was no longer the poor little mouse that fled everywhere; she was now capable of pursuing her own happiness.

In the end, she took one last deep look at the figure of Tang Monk lying in bed, reluctantly turning away. She feared that if she stayed any longer, she might be unable to resist abducting Tang Monk back to her own lair.

The figure of Brocade Fur Rat slowly vanished from the room where Tang Monk and his disciples were resting, planning to go back and ponder her plan, as Tang Monk and his group were not far from her territory.

Unbeknownst to her, the moment she left, the person she had been thinking about intensely suddenly opened his eyes wide on the bed, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"What was with that demon just now? She neither attacked nor left. That's strange," Tang Monk murmured as he lay in bed.

As the bearer of the Power of Humanity's Fortune and Destiny, Tang Monk was exceptionally sensitive to aura, so he had sensed her presence the moment Brocade Fur Rat sneaked into the room. However, he hadn't made any fuss because he didn't feel any overt hostility from this demon, so he decided to quietly watch and see what her purpose was.

But as he watched, he started to feel uneasy. The light in the little mouse's eyes was too dazzling, and after his encounter with Bai Xiaoyao, Golden Cicada recognized it easily as the gaze of desire.

He couldn't help but fall into contemplation. When had he attracted this demon? Brocade Fur Rat carried an air of Buddha, probably a demon that had escaped from Mount Ling.

Touching his bald head, Golden Cicada sighed secretly to himself. Was it his fault for being attractive? Afterwards, he fell back into sleep, pushing the matter out of his mind entirely since he was now under others' protection. Such concerns should be for his foolish disciples to worry about.

Meanwhile, Brocade Fur Rat, having just rushed out from Tang Monk's living quarters, was experiencing a tumultuous storm in her heart. Seeing the person she had been dreaming about disrupted all her thoughts, leaving her without her usual composure.

Dazedly wandering through the ruins of Lion Camel City without a purpose, she inadvertently walked into someone's house.

The family was already deep in sleep, the darkness filled with the snoring of the master of the house. Brocade Fur Rat looked around in bewilderment and was shocked to realize she had entered an ordinary household. She couldn't help but give a bitter smile; years of cultivating her mental state had dissolved after just one encounter, and she even felt everything was worth it, which was truly a big joke.

In the pitch-dark night, a seemingly cute white little mouse stood by the wall like a person, letting out a deep sigh.

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When she snapped out of her dazed state, her eyes involuntarily opened wide; in the dark night, an incredibly bright white light was radiating magnificently from the bed.

To ordinary people, that spot might appear pitch-dark with nothing there, but to those with profound cultivation and demons, that light was dazzling and striking.

That was the light of the Human Path, indicating that the proprietor was the favored child of the Human Path, watched over by it.

For a demon, such a being was an irresistible delicacy, yet full of danger, for if their cultivation was insufficient, the power of the Human Path could easily be fatal.

Thus, some demons, upon seeing this light, would stay far away, while others would meet the challenge head-on, the latter usually being the best among demons, who reveled in such challenges, often considering them a highlight of their lives.

The little mouse obviously belonged to the latter category. At this moment, her eyes instantly brightened, gleaming with greed, and with an excited heart, she moved her tiny feet, step by step, toward the source of the light.

Soon, she saw the origin of the light—a cute little girl was lying on an old wooden bed, fast asleep.